My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

They finally understood.

Who slapped me just now? How did the sword on the ground end up in my hand?

All of this was the work of this death row inmate whom they regarded as an ant!

He wasn't locked up at all!

He's making a fool of them like monkeys!

"puff--!"

Overwhelmed with rage, the two coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Filled with endless resentment, humiliation, and shock, their hands, which had been pointing at Li Chen, fell limply to their sides, their will to live extinguished.

Do not look down.

"Oh my god! Is your mental resilience that weak?"

Li Chen casually tossed the two corpses on the ground and clapped his hands in disgust.

at the same time.

The situation in the square below has also reached its most critical moment.

Young Sect Master Yin Wujiu completely lost his patience.

He looked at Jiang Liyue, who was blocking his way, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame this young master for being ruthless in destroying your beauty!"

Yin Wujiu roared, his true energy surging.

He showed no mercy, unleashing both palms simultaneously. A violent surge of spiritual energy, like a roaring tiger, crashed fiercely towards the Jiang sisters.

Jiang Liyue mustered all her strength to raise her short sword in resistance.

However, given the absolute difference in cultivation level, this is undoubtedly like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

Jiang Liyue and the heavily injured Jiang Qingxue were like two fallen leaves drifting in a gale, both blasted away by this immense force.

Their bodies traced a poignant arc in mid-air before crashing straight into the black platform behind the plaza.

"Oh my god!"

The edge of the platform.

Just as Li Chen was about to continue watching the show, he was startled to see a red figure flying straight towards his face.

If that hits hard, let alone a beautiful woman, even a pig could kill her half to death.

But out of that damned male instinct to pity and cherish women.

Li Chen instinctively took a step forward and opened his arms.

"thump!"

A soft, warm body, carrying a faint smell of blood and the fragrance of a young girl, crashed solidly into Li Chen's arms.

Li Chen was knocked back two steps by the enormous impact before he could barely regain his balance.

Jiang Liyue originally thought she would be smashed to pieces.

Unexpectedly, she fell into a solid, warm, and even somewhat languid embrace.

She instinctively opened her eyes.

What comes into view.

It was a handsome, refined young face, yet it carried a hint of helplessness and mockery.

A buzzing sound went through Jiang Liyue's mind.

The humiliating memory of being hit by a stranger in the bathhouse instantly flooded back to my mind like a tidal wave.

"It's...it's you, you lecherous thief?!"

Jiang Liyue's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in surprise.

Li Chen looked down at the stunningly beautiful bride in his arms and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, big sister," Li Chen complained innocently.

"I kindly saved your life, catching this big lump of flesh, and you actually called me a lecher? I should have dodged to the side and let you fall flat on your face."

on the square.

All the guests and disciples of the Qingxuan Sect were completely dumbfounded.

What did they see?

That death row inmate who should have been locked to the cross, waiting to be burned alive as a sacrifice to the heavens.

At this moment, he was standing unharmed on the edge of the platform.

In his arms, he was still tightly holding the future young sect leader's wife of the Qingxuan Sect!

This scene is practically rubbing Qingxuan Sect's face into the ground!

"You bastard!"

When the young sect leader Yin Wujiu saw this scene, he felt a green light shooting straight to the top of his head.

He looked up at the vast grassland that seemed to be wide enough for a horse to gallop across, and he trembled with rage, his eyes turning bloodshot with extreme fury.

"Who are you! How dare you touch my woman!"

Yin Wujiu pointed at Li Chen on the high platform and let out a hysterical roar.

"No matter who you are! Today I will tear your soul from your body and refine your spirit, cutting off pieces of your flesh to feed the dogs! I will ensure you are never reincarnated!"

Looking down at the young sect leader, who was barking like a mad dog.

The nameless rage in Li Chen's heart, fueled by the betrayal of the evil cultivators and his exile to this godforsaken place, finally erupted uncontrollably.

He pulled Jiang Liyue behind him.

He looked down at Yin Wujiu from his high vantage point.

then.

Under the incredulous gaze of tens of thousands of people in the audience.

Li Chen slowly raised his right hand.

The index finger, ring finger, little finger, and thumb are folded together, leaving only the straight middle finger pointing proudly to the sky.

This is an internationally recognized gesture that transcends time and global barriers, yet its insulting meaning can still be instantly understood.

"Smack your grandpa!"

Li Chen took a deep breath and focused his energy in his dantian.

He greeted the other party warmly in a loud voice that could be heard clearly throughout the entire Qingxuan Sect mountain.

"I will never change my name or surname!"

Li Chen patted his bare chest with an air of righteous indignation and, without batting an eye, blurted out a name that was known to all.

"The Great Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, it is indeed him!"

"If you've got the guts, come find me! I'll beat you to a pulp!"

The moment the words fell.

Li Chen gave Yin Wujiu no chance to retaliate.

He grabbed Jiang Liyue's slender waist with one arm, and with his other hand, he used spatial power to pull the heavily injured Jiang Qingxue, who had fallen to the ground, to his side.

"Hold on tight!"

Li Chen gave a low shout.

The spatial laws within his body instantly reached their peak.

A dazzling, profound silver-gray light erupted from his body, completely enveloping the three of them.

"What kind of escape technique is that? Stop him!"

Yin Wujiu finally realized something was wrong and roared in terror.

But it was all too late.

"Whoosh!"

A crisp sound of space cracking was heard.

The silvery-gray light flashed suddenly in place.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, amidst the Qingxuan Sect's layers upon layers of protective mountain formations and the encirclement of tens of thousands of cultivators.

Li Chen, along with two other people, simply vanished without a trace.

Not even the slightest trace of spiritual energy was left behind.

All that remained were the guests, their jaws dropping in astonishment, and the young sect leader of the Qingxuan Sect, who was so enraged he was about to vomit blood and was frantically slashing at the air.

"Li Shimin!"

Yin Wujiu looked up to the sky and let out a fierce roar, his voice filled with hatred that even the waters of the Three Rivers could not wash away.

"Even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, I will tear you to pieces!"

……

Meanwhile, in the Tang Dynasty...

Chang'an City, Taiji Palace.

Li Shimin, who had just massacred the Cui and Lu families and returned to Ganlu Palace exhausted and worried, was now in a state of shock.

He sat at his desk, his brow furrowed as he looked at the memorial in his hand.

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

Suddenly.

Without warning, the Tang emperor sneezed three times in a row, a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

Li Shimin rubbed his slightly sore nose and looked up with a blank expression.

"That's a ghost."

Old Li muttered to himself, a strange chill creeping into his heart.

"I've already begun cultivating, so why am I still sneezing? Could it be that some evil force is plotting against me from behind?"